For me it was just that my mothet was completely emotionally absent and my father was physically not absent. That and being constantly told I have no future by just about everyone.
It absolutely is abusive, and I don’t the other poster meant to sound like it isn’t. That said, it’s easy for the abused to waive off their abuse. From my own experience with CPTSD, that kind of thinking doesn’t just appear; it seeps in, sets up shop, and eventually convinces you it’s a “truth.” We learn to justify our abuse with neat little stories: that we deserved it, that we’re broken, that others had it worse and therefore our pain doesn’t count. Therapy helps, but the hardest part is undoing the belief that we are rejects, never meant for real society.
People rarely said it out loud, they just consistently treated me that way. I was an outsider in a community that isnt mine and someone with Autism in a community thats centuries in the past.
Sure, I watched her try to kill my dad, and I feared she would kill me during the beatings, but I wouldn’t call it “abuse”.
That’s only slightly sarcastic; my brain tells me the same thing yours does.
For me it was just that my mothet was completely emotionally absent and my father was physically not absent. That and being constantly told I have no future by just about everyone.
So… neglect. While not abuse, still an impactful form of maltreatment.
I know this is entirely semantics, but neglect is a form of abuse.
If someone had roughly similar experiences I would respect them if they called it abuse, thats just not how I define it for myself.
How is that not abusive?
It absolutely is abusive, and I don’t the other poster meant to sound like it isn’t. That said, it’s easy for the abused to waive off their abuse. From my own experience with CPTSD, that kind of thinking doesn’t just appear; it seeps in, sets up shop, and eventually convinces you it’s a “truth.” We learn to justify our abuse with neat little stories: that we deserved it, that we’re broken, that others had it worse and therefore our pain doesn’t count. Therapy helps, but the hardest part is undoing the belief that we are rejects, never meant for real society.
People rarely said it out loud, they just consistently treated me that way. I was an outsider in a community that isnt mine and someone with Autism in a community thats centuries in the past.
Nuts to that! You have a future that I’m very keen on hearing about!
Well they were partially correct, I do have a future they just arent a part of it :3
Are you my long lost twin?
Mayhaps :3